Oblivion

Let me live in this oblivion. Let me live in this oblivion, oblivious to the fact that my heart is latching onto something that is wearing thin before it falls to the floor, shattering into zillion of tiny pieces like shreds of glass. Let me live in this oblivion, where we are oblivious to the fact that our togetherness is falser than the promises made in wine.

Let me live in this oblivion, where your heart beats with my name on it, where your every breath is devoted to being the air in my lungs. This blissful oblivion, where your eyes reflect my soul and mine yours, where your lips are always caressing my forehead, imparting warmth into the core of my soul, where your fingers always find its way to intertwine with mine,

Where your arms are always meant to be around me, where your smile makes my heart somersault between my lungs taking my breath away,

Where your fragrance covers every nook and corner of my body, where our vows of togetherness are as honest as a mirror.

Let me be oblivious to the truth of us, let me be oblivious to the words that have made my heart bleed. Let me be oblivious to the death of our perfect love. Let me be oblivious to the fact that my soul will betray me by fragmenting any moment from now...